happy pride, etc

[papadopoulos]

“Uh, people were killed.”
“No one was killed at Stonewall.”
“No…body…was killed???”
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The café is looking much more colorful than it has in the past. Specifically, there are various flags draped on top of the walls – certainly it is much brighter than anything Enjolras would have cared to come up with. Directly behind the pastry case there is a rainbow flag, and scattered around there are a myriad of other pride flags. (Whatever they could scrounge up from the cupboards, basically.) There is also a small table set off to one side, with various types of beaded necklaces and colored bracelets lying atop it. There is also a small flier with descriptions and explanations of what the different flags represent. Explanations of pride in general will be freely offered, as well.

Dionysus has offered up his cd player, though instead of the same music from the party, it is playing songs from various queer artists. There’s a selection ranging from Bowie to Cole Porter to Billie Holiday, including more modern artists such as Lady Gaga, Mika, Queen, and Green Day. Apollo can be found near the music as usual; but he is currently engrossed in making more of the colored bracelets. He is seated at the table with a box full of friendship bracelet making supplies, wearing an artfully cropped version of this shirt, a hyacinth bloom set behind his ear. Dionysus is at a different table, wearing a knee-length sundress of pink, yellow, and blue stripes and one of the beaded bracelets Apollo is making, this one in yellow, white, purple, and black beads. He found a small facepainting palette with a few pride flag options and is willing to offer up his services if anyone happens to want a tiny flag on their cheek (or, well, wherever.)


Let us know if you want Apollo, Dionysus, or both for your threads!

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[futaille]

"I don't need to be a god anyway. I'll just tell people the god of puns is Jambonette Capiglet."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus definitely has heard about the stuffed animal his son (???) gave his boyfriend. He giggles and grins. "I don't even know if that entirely counts as a lie. Who's to say Jambonette is not a god of this place?"

[papadopoulos]

Needless to say, Apollo has not. He rolls his eyes and settles back into his beadwork. "Yeah, okay, you two have fun."

[futaille]

"Well, I also know who isn't the god of having a sense of humor, apparently."

[vineleaves]

"This is why I'm the fun god people like to hang out with, and he's the god they go to when they need to... I dunno, get a tan, or whatever." He does actually like his brother, for the record, he's just being a pain in the butt out of Little Brother Obligation.

[papadopoulos]

"Yeah, because concerts are totally boring." He sticks out his tongue. "Shut up, unless you want hay fever." They both know it's an empty threat.

[futaille]

"That depends on the concert."

[vineleaves]

"Yeah, some concerts are definitely boring." Some plays are boring too, but that's not what they're talking about right now.

[papadopoulos]

"You just don't know how to appreciate good music."

[futaille]

"The concerts of good music aren't the boring ones."

[vineleaves]

"Exactly! Thank you, Étienne, you beat me to it." Dionysus gives him a kiss on the cheek.

[papadopoulos]

"Well, some of us here are the god of music, whether it's good or bad, unfortunately. They do get points for trying, at least."

[futaille]

"So you're also the god of songs people make up when they're extraordinarily drunk? Or is that a shared domain between both of you?"

[vineleaves]

Dionysus pretends to think this over. "Well, you could just get extraordinarily drunk and make up a song, and then we'll see if I like it or Apollo likes it more." This may be a flawed experiment. He's already making a bottle of wine for Grantaire though.

[papadopoulos]

"Mm, well, I think we have some standing bias in the room. I don't know if it would be a fair judgement."

[futaille]

"It's at least worth a try, right?"

[vineleaves]

"I don't know what you're talking about, big brother, I doubt you'd be very biased, don't worry." he says with a smirk as he passes the wine bottle to Grantaire.

[papadopoulos]

He rolls his eyes and flicks a little flame Dionysus' way. It doesn't do anything, it's no bigger than a candle flame, but the point of it is basically 'you know what I meant.'

[futaille]

Grantaire takes a large drink from his wine bottle. "Clearly we will have to repeat the experiment in the future, too. To see if songs created when drunk on wine are more obviously favorable in certain directions than songs made under the influence of other liquors."

[vineleaves]

"Oh, well naturally. Wouldn't be properly scientific if we didn't."

[papadopoulos]

"Or maybe we'll have to try it without someone's boyfriend involved."

[futaille]

"Well, if you think about it, who isn't someone's boyfriend?"

[vineleaves]

"Apollo, we need to get you a boyfriend," Dionysus says suddenly. "Or girlfriend, whatever. Anyone you want us to put in a good word for you with?" A pause, then he adds with a smirk, "I think Georgia's still available, if you're going to keep being a teenager."

[papadopoulos]

"I can get my own partner," he says, waving his hands around in an effort to head off this nonsense at the start. "Shut up, Lester's comfy to be in. Sometimes. And Georgia is younger than my kids."¹ There are people he has in mind, but he's quite content to pursue them in his own time.

¹ Except for that one five year old kid in Indiana who may or may not be his, Trophonius is a troll.

[futaille]

"If you need me to put in a good word for you, I'm more than happy to do so."